The wicked young man frowned, and in a panic, he picked up the girl and went back to the princess's mansion.

It's not a fantasy, it's really him, Murong Jing.

Lu Shuangyue fainted all night.

Murong Jing guarded her all night.

Outside the beautiful jade palace, the fragrance of flowers came in bursts, and on the soft collapse, the tip of the delicate and upright nose moved slightly, and the long eyelashes were half-closed, Lu Shuangyue raised his eyes in the fog for a moment, and then looked around, everything turned from hazy to clear.

And in the center of all the pictures, the demon's stunning face approached in an instant, and the peerless color was absolutely clear.

The girl's heart beat uncontrollably for a moment, and the fawn crashed.

Obviously the heart is dead.

Looking at the young man's concerned eyes, the girl was a little flustered and afraid.

And the more concerned he was, the more scared she became.

Murong Jing, you are a demon, a demon who has played with my heart.

So, don't pretend.

The young man stared at her gently, and for some reason, she seemed a little strange today, she had always looked at him with indifference, suspicion, and ridicule, but she had never been so moment...... Afraid.

It is undeniable that no matter what kind of eyes he looks, he can feel that she hides her love for him in clear eyes.

"Reflecting the moon." Young and soft called her, a hint of coaxing.

Are you afraid of me?

Well, Murong Jing, you are the devil. The devil who deceived me.

"A-jing." The girl replied to him, her voice was clear, as if the stars and moon were falling.

However, his expression was flustered, and Lu Shuangyue pretended to be calm.

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Jing approached step by step, until she had no way to retreat, trapped by him on the edge of the palace, Lu Shuangyue's gaze dodged, and the delicate handsome face of the young demon was faintly melancholy.

What's wrong?

Ask you, Murong Jing.

Lu Shuangyue lowered her eyes indifferently, "It's nothing." ”

Murong Jing's well-defined fingertips hooked her little face, the young man lowered his eyebrows, and his lips were gentle between her sideburns, "Between you and me, is there anything else I can't know?" ”

But there is a faint hint of coercion.

Lu Shuangyue met his gaze, her eyebrows burning, "No." There is no barrier between us. ”

Murong Jing, I lied to you. Oh, if there is a gap between us, you know better than me! So why kid yourself?! Murong Jing, your hatred for me is the estrangement between us!

The young man condensed his lips and imprisoned her in his arms, which was a kind of oppressive favor, "Your person, your heart, your soul, all are mine." You must not betray me. ”

The boy suddenly felt that he couldn't hold her.

Lu Shuangyue let him hold himself, Bo Liang, without a heart, "Hmm." ”

Murong Jing, you are too bad, you don't love me, you calculate me, why do you ask me to love you so much that you are desperate?! I hate you!

The boy could feel that she seemed to be afraid of something, but since she didn't want to say it, he, "Yingyue, don't be afraid, I'll protect you." "Either way, he just guarded her.

Lu Shuangyue bowed his head in his arms.

Well, if you leave me, you are the best guardian for me. Because of you, you will harm me.

Murong Jing hugged her tighter and tighter, as if he was about to lose the last greed of the previous moment, "Yingyue, you are my most beautiful dream." No, you're much, much better than your dreams......"

"Oh." Where the boy couldn't see, Lu Shuangyue snuggled up to his collarbone and smiled thinly.

But Murong Jing, are you mine, a nightmare?!

Deliberately approaching me and using me, is it waiting for me to lose all its usefulness, and then abandon me mercilessly?! I can't wait how far I can roll?!